Honey please kiss me softly,
leave my scent smelling of Pepsi
don't allow me to die in the moonlight,
drown me with your strawberries and hold me tight in your arms,
don't pull that fire alarm,
but just when I allow my trust in you,
you slice my body up like a moonpie and
you leave your cherry soda scent in
the sky. . .
But the sky turns blank and black
and suddenly i get an urge to
grab your neck and attack,
honey you never knew the real me;
your scent now smelling of decaying flesh
and fresh blood,
honey i'm killing you whilst i drown
in my own flood,
Strawberry yogurt i try,
and i'm just now obsessed
almost as obsessed as i was with you,
but you're a dying blossom now so all
i can say is,
"Screw you."
I dip these crimson colored berries in
french vanilla, and i watch as the color
blends and turns into a masterpiece,
i'll never in the rest of my life wash these sheets,
i might kill a cop for you honey,
so i won't have to become a cup of
tastiness myself,
honey i'm a diabetic because of you. . .
And now sweetie, i'm ready to throw you
in purple plastic,
you're so dairy sweet baby,
i lick the last of this strawberry yogurt
as i lay in my new berry colored bed,
appearing as if i was sleeping,
then i realize the whole time i was just
weeping. . .
YOU ARE READING
My Pathetic Poetry
PoetryJust a selection of poems i've written over the past few months, thanks to anyone who decides to read my poetry haha.
